George R.R. Martin

"Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory and the sea of shadow that is all we know of the days to come."

"A bruise is a lesson... and each lesson makes us better."

"The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that."

"He'll be down with the books. My old septon used to say books are dead men talking. Dead men should keep quiet is what I say. No one wants to hear a dead man's yabber."

"Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written."

"I have a realistic grasp of my own strengths and weaknesses. My mind is my weapon. My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer, and I have my mind… and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. That’s why I read so much, Jon Snow."

"She should be on a hill somewhere, under a fruit tree, with the sun and clouds above her and the rain to wash her clean."

"Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities."

"I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read."

"She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night."

"... a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge."

"Even in dreams, you could not fall forever."

"“Man wants to be the king o’ the rabbits, he best wear a pair o’ floppy ears.”"

"History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again."

"Is it so far from madness to wisdom? - Daenerys Targaryen"

"And what lesson can we draw from Volantene history?If you want to conquer the world, you best have dragons."

"Go Ahead, call me all the names you want, Sansa said airily. You won't dare when I'm married to Joffrey. You'll have to bow and call me Your Grace. She shrieked as Arya flung the orange across the table. It caught her in the middle of the forehead with a wet squish and plopped down into her lap. You have juice on your face, Your Grace , Arya said."

"I know I want you, he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked as her name day, and he was as hard as the rock around them. He had been in her half a hundred times by now, but always beneath furs, with others all around them. He had never seeen how beautiful she was. Her legs were skinny and well muscled, the hair at the juncture of her thighs a brighter red than that on her head. Does that make it even luckier? He pulled her close. I love the smell of you, he said. I love your red hair. I love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. I love your smile. I love your teats. He kissed them, one and then the other. I love your skinny legs, and what's between them. He knelt to kiss her there, lightly on her mound at first, but Ygritte moved her legs apart a little, and he saw the pink inside and kissed that as well, and tasted her. She gave a little gasp. If you love me all so much, why are you still dressed? she whispered. You know nothing, Jon Snow. Noth---oh. Oh. OHHH. Afterward, she was almost shy, or as shy as Ygritte ever got. The thing you did, she said, when they lay together on their piled clothes. With your...mouth. She hesistated. Is that...is it what lordss do to their ladies, down in the south?I don't think so. No one had ever told Jon just what lords did with their ladies. I only...wanted to kiss you there, that's all. You seemed to like it. Aye. I... I liked it some. No one taught you such?There's been no one, he confessed. Only you."

"My sister has mistaken me for a mushroom. She keeps me in the dark and feeds me shit."

"I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave."